Poundridge, N. Y. (Jared Barhite Poems)
Perhaps no spot upon this sphere, Has charms for me more sacred, dear, Than those of old Poundridge; I love her hills, her ...
Perhaps no spot upon this sphere, Has charms for me more sacred, dear, Than those of old Poundridge; I love her hills, her ...
Someday I'll visit longinglyAll the places where, unseen,My lover and I have beenPlaying with waves by the sea.The two of ...
SUNS flash, stars drift,Comes and goes the moon;Ever through the wide milesCorn fields croonPatiently, hopefully,A low, slow tune.Lovingly, longingly,Labors without ...
When first I stepped within your book-ranged halls'Methought it was a vast enchanted land,For here I see, built up on ...
And must I perish thus?--a nameless tombWhere few shall weep:--some days of writhing pain,Ere yet I sink:--some hopes that still ...
HOW steadfastly she worked at it! How lovingly had drest With all her would-be-mother's wit That little rosy nest! How ...
Down the palm-way from Eden in the mid-night Lay dreaming Eve by her outdriven mate, Pillowed on lilies ...
IS IT so sudden? Then did you believe, dear,Those evenings I called at your flatAnd lovingly, longingly gazed in your ...
O, tomb of the pastWhere buried hopes lie,In my visions I seeThy phantoms pass by!A form, long departed, Before me ...
As one who wanders on a desert plain. An arid waste of dead sterility, Then finds a green oasis suddenly. ...
The strong shore is my beloved And I am his sweetheart. We are at last united by love, and Then ...
May we be ready for Jesus preparing our hearts during the season, waiting longingly, expectantly hoping for his return at ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or ...
THINK of the Soul; I swear to you that body of yours gives proportions to your Soul somehow to live ...
On this festive first of May, Wending wistfully my way Three sad sights I saw today. The first was such ...
Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or ...
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